What's your ride?

This morning we witnessed a teenage guy, driving a yellow Geo Metro, attempt to race an older gentleman, driving a red Ferrari. It was actually quite amusing. I was astounded that the Geo-man even tried … maybe he was just trying to toy with the Ferrari? Or maybe he actually thought he had a chance? In any event, I thought it was highly entertaining.

This brought up a discussion on owning quarter-million-dollar automobiles. (Not that I can even fathom it.)

Kevin pondered, out loud, how much it would cost to insure a Ferrari. “That man probably pays more on his car insurance than I do on my mortgage,” he said.

My two cents was that, rather than having all your money sit in a bank, if you’re getting up in years, you might as well buy the car of your dreams. After all, think of how much time the average person spends in his car every day. He might as well enjoy every minute of it, if he can. For a young person to buy a really fancy car, if they could even finance it, would be a bad investment. Cars are liabilities, not assets. But, for the older gentleman, who’s probably worked hard all his life and made wise investments, I applaud his ability to have a fancy car and take pleasure in his ride.

On a final note, I would like to say that someday, in my dreams, I will have a convertible again. (My first two cars were convertibles and I totaled them both. But that’s another story.) Convertibles make everyday, ordinary driving the most fun thing ever. With my luck, though, I’ll probably end up driving a minivan in a few years. Ugh. I hate big cars. They’re so awkward. And they simply can’t turn corners very fast … How appealing is that?